One day when I was able to get up, I decided to look at myself in the mirror on the opposite wall. I had not seen myself since the ghetto. From the depths of the mirror, a corpse was contemplating me. The look in his eyes as he gazed at me has never left me.
Game | Time | WPM | Accuracy |
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911 | 2021-04-18 03:40:12 | 84.48 | 96% |
737 | 2021-04-10 08:38:57 | 86.21 | 97% |